Praedico

Let me just say up front
That the preacher was correct.
There is nothing, nothing
New under the sun. But,

He caught you napping
If you thought he meant
By nothing, not anything.
He meant nothing.

Oh nothing, nothing,
Nothing is new, nothing
Is forever, is new forever,
Under, around, and deep

Inside the hard-hearted core
Of the burning, burning, soon
To be swallowed by darkness
Too heavy to escape sun, son.